juiccy josh - bet you that glock lyrics
bet you that glock lyrics
[chorus 1 : nba glocca]
bet you that glock
for a motherf+ckin rock
all you know is n+gga that carry glocks
it never came wit no sock (hot)
bet you that glock
for a motherf+ckin rock
all you know is n+gga that carry glock
it never came wit no sock (hot)
[verse 1 : juiccy josh]
never trusting no b+tch
when i pull up get yo f+ckin mitch
put my trust in some hoes (in some hoes)
now i always wish i never did
spin the block, make her rock
she always suckin on my c+ck (yeah yeah, brrrt)
i spin that l!ck, like a remix
told that n+gga i’ll bust his sh+t
police say i’m going to fast, ay stop the car
im going to fast, f+ck the feds
spin on his mom block and make that sad
spin that sh+t, break his wrist (break his wrist)
choppa sound like “brrt brrt brrt brrt” (brrt brrt)
i said like “brrt brrt brrt brrt”
make her ass clap, now she saying “brrt brrt brrt brrt”
go that n+gga tryna cop me a opp
b+tch i will run yo block
b+tch don’t play or i’ll hit you wit dis rock (rock rock rock)
[chorus 2 : nba glocca]
bet you that glock
for a motherf+ckin rock
all you know is n+gga that carry glocks
it never came wit no sock (hot)
bet you that glock
for a motherf+ckin rock
all you know is n+gga that carry glocks
it never came wit no sock (hot)
[verse 2 : nba glocca]
the glock came wit no socks
look at me now, im feeling too hot
y’all n+ggas said that i was gon be popped
i was the one that had all y’all n+ggas dropped
who gon feel me when she suck my c+ck (oh sh+t)
dont give a f+ck, you gonna buck (buck, yuh)
knock yo brains out, lookin like cluck (yuh)
bet you that glock, for my motherf+ckin rock
i’m the only one that carrys around glocks
told that n+gga he better lay low
cause i’ma smack his wit dis draco
all these n+gga gonna pay tho (they gon pay)
ask them what they did to 4tm draco (draco)
you seeing that i’m always hot
got yo hoes and thots in the bed, givin me top (haha)
all my day 1’s started talking to cops
i say “f+ck the cops”
i’m k!lling all the opps
including the day 1’s that be messing round wit the opps (yup yup)
dustin them n+ggas like i do wit mops
and yo lips crusty, aye i forgot you my main opp (hot hot)
n+gga stop playin (brrrrrrrt)
cause i’m droppin everybody in the spot
yo mama, yo sister, yo daddy
all of them dead now
b+tch n+gga say goodbye to them (brrt brrt)
cause i’m coming to y’all town
and when i do… (and when i do)
y’all gon be in that cuffin (the cuffin)
why the f+ck his last name ruffin (what the f+ck?)
[chorus 3 : nba glocca]
bet you that glock
for a motherf+ckin rock
all you know is n+gga that carry glocks
it never came wit no sock (hot)
bet you that glock
for a motherf+ckin rock
all you know is n+gga that carry glock
it never came wit no sock (hot)
[outro]
bet you that (glock)
for a motherf+ckin (rock)
all you know is n+gga that carry (glocks)
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